[Original God_Zhong Li's personal orientation] Changhe

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Zhongli's personal center, short stories without CP. "The Long River" has a plan to publish it, see my old Ford for details.After the man finished speaking, I saw a smile appear on my father's face.

During the silent time after he closed his eyes, I swayed and walked, like the rocking chair under him that was still swaying, going from the silence of death to the silence of the rock.

When a person walks away, in late autumn, he walks with apricot leaves looking forward to returning to his roots. When he looks at the man, the apricot leaves turn into fertile soil under the roots of clouds in the spring of the coming year.

Where are you going?I questioned the man in the black robe.

He got up, shook off the golden leaves on the black clothes, and replied: "In the era when the skeletons of giant sea monsters were used as decorations for the hull, there were people who dared to hunt sea beasts in Liyue Port. People in the rock mine fought side by side with Yaksha, Armed with torches and swords to defend against attacks from the abyss, and above the vast sea, people protect the weak candles, and the sailors on deck sing boat songs as an oath. They are accompanied by the fishy sea breeze, the gloomy whale song, and the journey without end , In the violent sea, the sailor's clipper is always advancing silently and ruthlessly."

"That era ended with the rock spear of the rock king piercing through the flames like a long rainbow, and cutting down sea monsters with his sword. The running beasts, birds, and fish made of emerald jade came from Liyue, and the Guyun Pavilion on the sea was transformed by the earthquake of thousands of rocks. .”

The man hummed a short boat song: "The fins turn into the dark sea, and the tail points to the distant mountains..."

Seamounts are in the middle of the sea.It is both like a fish and a dragon, as huge as a nightmare, as powerful as a god, and with a single blow, it can set off huge waves tens of meters high.Those who fight for their lives at sea will always meet seamounts.

Beidou has wanted to see it since he was nine years old, hoping to chop off its head with a single knife.

The evil beasts that all the ships avoided were the targets of her many challenges, although they all ended in failure.Today is different, Beidou carries the best sword on his back, which is made by the best craftsman in Liyue Port; Beidou brings the most water-savvy sailors, they are her brothers and sisters, and she relies on them.She and her boat headed straight for the sea-mountains, and they sailed across the water, breaking the waves that reflected the sun.

Beidou sang his own lullaby, which is a boat song.All the sailors on board hummed along, Sail!

The battle lasted for four full days.

The tiny people grasped the weapons and fire poison tightly, trying to roast the flesh of the huge beast.The fleet carried cannons, fishing guns, supplemented by bows and ropes, and all living beings tried their best to contain the fish and dragons in the sea.Beidou raised his sword and fought with Haishan for several hours, until the red sun set on the mountain, they couldn't tell the winner.

Night is the most dangerous time for Haishan. It has similar malice and fantasies to the monsters suppressed by Guyunyan's gun.People raised the flame embankment on the boat to prevent the invasion of seamounts, illuminating half the sky.

Beidou stood at the bow of the ship, listening to the sound of the wind.She waited motionless in the cold wind.Her heart beat like fire in her chest.

That blow, piercing the clouds and cutting the moon, cut off the head of the fish dragon like a mountain like a sea.

The blood of ichthyosaurs splashed on the boat and people's bodies was scalding hot, totally inconsistent with the chilly temperature of sea water.

The giant beast's body sank slowly, Beidou stood on its back, turned around, saw the island-like corpse gradually submerged, saw her crew shouting on the small boat, and the largest ship had been scattered in the sea.The torches lit last night have not been extinguished, and the flames support the intermittent river of fire on the sea. Under the fire, their bodies are full of dried blood.

She sang the song in her heart, the red fire ignited the soft clouds, and the sun rose, and she stopped singing the boat song after that.

Where are you going?The crew took her by the hand to let her back on board and asked her.

Losing the big ship, I have to rely on my own experience to drift back to the sea.A small boat tied a rope with another, and when rowing they sang a boat song that Beidou would never sing again.Fortunately, the Big Dipper is always bright, and there are no heavy rains and strong winds to celebrate the passing of the relics of the previous era.

On the way, they stopped overnight on a small island.

How to start a fire?

In the dark of night, a fire is sharpened with flint and steel as black as night.Lying and sitting in twos and threes, the crew members salvaged several barrels of wine, drank to their heart's content on a starry night, and told of their fear and excitement in the face of seamounts.

"Facing the gigantic three-headed sea snake, Beidou threw her great sword, which perfectly pierced through the three spines of the sea snake, and then spun back into Beidou's hands." They talked about earlier, when they first saw The scene of Beidou.

The flames burned quietly, and everyone slept peacefully on the sea far away from Liyue Port.

Beidou vigils, the big sword is placed on the ground beside him.She leaned on the barrel of wine that had been drained, and missed the wonderful spicy food of Manmintang.The crew grunted, one after another, similar to the rhythm of the waves crashing on the shore.

Following the practice of the old crew members, she built a wind wall with rocks to prevent the sea breeze from blowing out the fire.

"You cut the sea mountain." Someone said.

The eldest sister put the rock in her hand on the corner of the wind wall.

Facing the young man with golden eyes, she was a little puzzled: "I remember the faces of every brother, and you are not in my crew." Her hand touched the hilt of the sword.

The other party was wearing a long gown as solemn as a rock, and he was not in the same style as the sleeping crew members around him.If this kind of person appeared in the market of Liyue Port, Beidou would not even take a look, but this is the lonely sea island, where the demons of the old era were killed.

"I am not in your ship," answered the other, "I am not in any ship at sea."

I came by fire.said the youth.He glanced down at the burning fire.

"According to legend, when Liyue Port was first established, the first batch of pioneers built a stove with rocks, and lit a fire by colliding stones. They followed the rock king and emperor to hunt down monsters in the dark. They used flames to Light up the night, and protect the weaker existence."

"They kept the fire under the cover of hard rocks, so that the fire would not be extinguished easily. Only then could people safely use fire to keep warm, reduce the impact of the weather on people; cook food, so that health and life can be guaranteed to a certain extent. On such a basis Liyue Port was gradually raised and built.”

Beidou smiled and said: "I know these legends. The pioneers believed that these rocks were the gift of Lord Yan. After that, Wanmin Hall... the restaurants and wine shops in Liyue Harbor also worshiped Lord Yan as the god of stoves. They I hope that the stove in the shop will not go out and the business will be prosperous." She took a sip of the wine and wiped the liquid she spilled casually.

The young man asked: "You are on an isolated island in the wide sea at this time, and there seems to be not much food and water. Are you afraid that you will not be able to go back?"

"You can follow the fire we lit," Big Dipper looked up at the stars in the sky, "then we can also follow the direction of the stars, the direction of the rising sun, and the lights of Liyue Port back. I don't believe in God, I Just trust me and my brothers, we can go back, what else do we need to be afraid of?"

The young man looked at her, then sat on the ground.

He took out a wine jug, which contained Qiongniang.Beidou did not refuse the good wine, she drank what was left in her gourd, and then filled the gourd with new ones.

"Why don't you drink?" the young man asked her.

Beidou carefully stuffed the gourd with a cork, and replied: "I drink good wine alone, what is it to my brothers? And I don't believe you, I will drink it when I get to the shore. If it is good wine, it is for brothers Celebration wine."

"If it's divided equally... I'm afraid everyone can only touch their lips." The young man began to drink alcohol on his own.

Beidou laughed loudly: "We know that it is hard to find good wine in the world. Even if we serve it in the same cup, each of us will only touch our lips and taste the taste. My brothers will not drink more than one sip." So The sound of laughing... She glanced at the sleeping crew members, and was only slightly relieved to be sure that they were just asleep and nothing else.

The young man looked at the fire, his golden eyes contained a cold light and a soft fire.

"You have a contract in your heart... and the contract is the heart of justice..." He spoke in a very soft voice.

In the end, he seemed to be summarizing, saying: "You killed Haishan and protected Liyue, and the contract has been fulfilled."

Beidou looked at the light that suddenly rose in the distance at night. She was very familiar with it. It was Liyue Port. Every time they entered the port for supplies, they saw the lights.

She looked back, and the young man was gone.

"I don't believe in God..." She was stunned for a moment, but said again, "In the script, Lord Yan often walks in the mountains, what does this have to do with us at sea...?"

No one answered her.The wine gourd in her hand shook.

The isolated island under his feet was actually moving in the sea, slowly approaching Liyue Port.

Beidou woke up the brothers, and everyone was a little surprised to see this scene.

"Lord Yan bless you." Someone suddenly shouted.

The fire on the isolated island gradually connected with the lights of Liyue.

The Sea Lantern Festival is approaching... Beidou suddenly thought of this.

"...The fins turn into the dark sea, and the tail points to the distant mountains." This boat song describing the evil beasts on the sea and mountains in the past is widely spread on the sea.But I know that after today, no one will sing this song again.

The man hummed and looked up at the moon in the sky.

"On a full moon night... Liyue's sea hunters don't go to sea." He whispered.

When he said "The seamount is dead" to his father, I should have known that the rest of the song was silence.

I went with the man to the Hall of the Dead, and he spoke for me, ordered a suitable coffin, and other things to do at the funeral.

"Even if the body is defective, this coffin must not be narrow." He said.

I looked away from the open coffins.

My father used to be a sailor until he met Haishan.Although he survived, he could no longer reach the distant sea in his heart.

The Ke Qing of the Hall of Rebirth watched the people coming and going in the hall, and the place connected with "death" had a hot and endless life.

With a tone of recalling the past, he whispered to the side: "In the past...well... as far back as the time of the Demon God War. People spontaneously formed a team to ignite the corpses. Because the corpses piled up, it might cause a plague, or the Demon God controlled it. For the living, they have to learn to protect others; for the dead, they have to learn to say goodbye."

"So the folks spontaneously formed people who restrained the corpses and ignited the fire... This is the origin of the Pastoral Hall."

I began to realize the meaning of this silence, about life and death, about parting, and the kindling of a fire.

My father said that after he died, he wanted to be cremated.I express.

He has been chasing the sea all his life, but after passing away, he fantasizes about a dry fire that can evaporate his heart's longing for the sea.

Ke Qing nodded and said: "There is nothing wrong with it. The Hall of Death is based on the affairs negotiated between the living and the dead. If he wishes, then we will do so." He waved his hand and called the Yixinmen to replace the coffin.

We walked out of the Hall of Rebirth and came to the pier.

The pier is too quiet at night, and those ships that are not sailing are leaning against them to sleep.There were people on board, the lights on the bow flickered, and there were broken shadows in the water.

I pointed to the moon.

"It is inconvenient to go to sea at night when the moon is full," Ke Qing said, "this is for small boats that make their living by fishing."

He motioned me to look at the bow of the boat, and then I saw that besides the lamp, there were two or three seabirds fluffed together.

"Fishermen use lamps to illuminate the bottom of the water, and seabirds dive into the sea to fish under the lights. But on a full moon night, if the moonlight is too bright, it will affect the distance of the lights. Seabirds will lose their way and cannot catch fish."

We walked on the hustle and bustle of the pier during the day, and it was so quiet here.Occasionally, a few cats stole extra food and fled in a panic under our feet.

And the sea hunters... I know it.

In Yaoguang Beach, when the tide ebbs and flows, people go to pick up seafood on the river beach.This is a food item gifted by nature.

People set foot on the sea that could not be reached in the past, and the sand is still soft and warm.As they moved, the sea receded.It's like driving the sea...

The small boats in Liyue Harbor are not members of Qianfan Race, they are people who have lived by the sea for generations.They go to sea at dusk and fish at night.

Ke Qing stared at the tiny lights on the bow.

There is something on this boat, and there is something on that boat.Such tiny flames formed a line in the peaceful Liyue Harbor.

Behind us is Feiyunpo, which is bright day and night, and people are still drinking, listening to books or enjoying their lives.In front of us was the silent fishing fire, and the seabirds sang a few times.

"Why doesn't the boatman go out to sea tonight?" The person who asked the question stood on the shore.in a place a little farther away from us.

A fisherman smoked dry tobacco, smacked his lips a few times, waited for the smell of dried tobacco to pour into his mouth, exhaled a large cloud of white air, and said, "The moon is too bright!"

Several of his seabirds stood at the bow of the boat, staring at the bright moon, the sea near the shore was calm, and the waves rolled over a few hopeful debris, which were disguised as white and hard shells on the side, while the fisherman sat The stern smoked like a blackened statue.There was only a red spot on his palm, which was the sparks accumulated in the tobacco, slightly burning a little bit of the palm lines.

The person who was looking forward to going out to sea looked at us, and he said in a familiar tone: "It's a pity that we don't go to sea tonight. We are also destined, why don't we have a few drinks?" He made a gesture of holding the cup with his hand.

Ke Qing stretched his eyebrows and replied: "If you want to find a good drinking place in Liyue at this point, I have a good suggestion."

On the way I asked him what he was going to do at sea.

He unfolded the bag on the back for me to see, and said: "I just came back from Luhuachi, and I wanted to paint the sea in the moonlit night... Alas, Luhuachi and the sea are different after all... I really want to paint .”

I saw his finished manuscript, which is a pool with trees in Luhua Pool, and three stone beasts under the tree.I pointed to the blurred man under the tree.

The painter sighed again, and he seemed to like sighing very much, and replied: "When I was painting, I don't know why... I always felt that there should be such a man under the tree. I just painted like this."

He dug out the previous drafts and showed me: "It's not just Luhuachi! It was also when I passed by Qingce Village, oh, look at this picture, when I was filming at Nantianmen... Sigh , and this one, when I first arrived at Liyue Port's Shouxian card."

He said to himself: "I also wonder who this is..."

At the wine table, the familiar painters patted me on the shoulder and called me brother, but when his hand was about to fall on Ke Qing's shoulder, he withdrew it again.

Ke Qing told a few legends, such as the story about Lord Yan killing the evil chi in Qingce Village.He said that the continuous stretch of Qingce Mountain is a mountain range formed by chi bones.

"This fish..." Ke Qing stopped telling the story, he looked at the fish, a little silent.

The painter didn't care, he was a little drunk.He swallowed the fish in two or three strokes with his chopsticks.

"Oh... what a good drinking friend, but unfortunately he is dumb." The painter uttered the truth after drinking, looked at me, and said.

I respond to him.

He shook his hand and said, "I can't see what you're gesticulating, as long as you know that a good brother understands what you mean."

He was really drunk... I noticed this and stopped expressing in sign language.

I turned my head and continued to listen to Ke Qing's story. He drank and ate vegetables, and it was another story about Liyue's "creating the dragon's eye".

That fish is no small trouble...

I quickly realized this.I also understand why Ke Qing hesitated when the store served this dish.

And the painter whose finger was poked by a fishbone was making noise with a wine bowl.

"Brother Rock King, give my brother a full blown! Full blown!" The other party raised his glass and said to the mountain.Shanlu didn't answer, so he turned his head and yelled at Ke Qing.

I was shocked.

Looking back at Zhongli.

Ke Qing seemed to find it very interesting, and she was not angry. Instead, she held her chin and watched the painter's farce.

Noticing my gaze, he said, "It's nothing, this fish is not poisonous, it's just hallucinogenic. After a while, it will recover naturally."

No no no, that's not what I'm asking.

So Ke Qing asked: "Are there any doubts?" He responded with the same tone as I asked him about the details of the legend just now.

Wouldn't you be offended to offend you so much?

Zhong Li seemed a little surprised, and asked, "Why are you angry?"

Ke Qing looked down from the restaurant and saw that the lights of Liyue were like stars in the sky.He watched the fishing fires where the boats were barely visible.

"From the moment a person lights the first fire, the fire burns blazingly."

He took out the artist's unfinished painting, which showed a mine, with no people on it, only a wine glass.

People spontaneously broke up and fought side by side with Yaksha.They resist the attack of the abyss.

Before the battle began, they toasted the rock king Dijun with a last glass of wine, and then plunged into the dark abyss.

To light a fire in the dark of night, it is necessary to sharpen a fire with a flint as dark as night.The goblets of gold gleamed with fire, and they held up fire and swords.

After they were gone, the Lord of the Rocks looked there, and the rocks were silent.

Since then, all the fires in the world have been burning in this silence.

He didn't continue talking, but picked up the wine bowl instead.

There is only a shallow layer of wine in the bowl, reflecting the moon in the sky and the thousands of lights of Liyue.

Seeing him raise his head, I drank a crescent moon, a soft and hot fire.Putting down the wine bowl, you can see him squinting his eyes slightly, the vermilion is the sun that has not yet risen tonight.

Go home, we have to prepare for the funeral tomorrow.Ke Qing said.

All was quiet again.

Only the fire was burning.

Even after the death of those who went to their destiny, they still burn.